[growling] [sobbing]
-[growls] -[screams] [gasps] -I knew that was gonna happen. -ALEX: I know, but sometimes it's fun to know. LILA: Wait. I got to pause it. -I need to go to the bathroom. -What?! -No, not now. -I've been holding it for, like, -an hour. -Take your laptop with you. I can't watch it on the toilet. I can't pee while I'm watching. I don't like these zombies as much as the fast-moving ones. I know, but I believe them more. Like, if they're dead, they're gonna move slower. But I don't think the 28 Days Later zombies are dead. I just think they're... they've got a virus, you know?
-That's why they move fast. -But they're both better than The Walking Dead ones. [laughs] Oh, my God, they're awful. You could step around them. If we had zombies-- you and me-- we would be brilliant. We'd save everyone. All right, I'm gonna turn it back on again. -[glass breaks] -[gasps] -[clattering] -[dogs barking in distance]
Did you hear that?
Uh-huh. What was it?
Something in the back.
-What is it? -[clanking]
Did you see that?
Uh-huh. -Was it... -I don't know.
Where'd they go?
ALEX: I don't know. They were heading into the alley.
But I don't see them. LYNN: What don't you see?
-What's going on? -Zombies-- -they're... What? -Shh. -Mom! -What are we doing out here?
LEXIS: Looking for zombies. Lila saw zombies. She was watching a scary movie. It's just her imagination, Mom. [sing-songy]: Imagination. -Imagination... -Hey! Stop! Okay, that's enough, let's get back inside. It's cold. -Two minutes, Lila. -[door closes] What do you think?
There was definitely something back here. Why do you say that?
LILA: Blood.
Throughout every religion and mythology, there is the story of the destroyer. Lucifer. The Devil. He is as timeless as the Creator. And despite what the modern world would have you believe, he is just as real today as he ever has been. The word Lucifer comes from the Greek.
Eosphorus.
It means "dawn-bringer." DAVID: [clears throat] Father. -But it is also... -Father. [whispers]: Your back is bleeding.
I was light-headed getting out of the shower. I must have... scratched up my back when I fell. Let's go to the doctor. No. I'm fine. You don't look fine, Father.
David. This stays between us. Of course.
I, uh...
...haven't been myself lately.
The blood on my back, it just... develops. It heals, then starts up again. I feel as if I'm under some kind of... attack.
-Spiritual attack? -I don't know. I've been angry. I have trouble forgiving.
And I don't want to pray.
Father... let me conduct an assessment.
Of me?
No. You conduct five exorcisms a month. Who knows what the demonic can do to you over that time? The only way to know is if we conduct an assessment. We?
My team and myself. David, if the archdiocese knows... Let me do it confidentially. I'll keep the results just between us.
LILA: There was definitely something out there last night. We need photographic evidence. -Adults won't believe... -My mom would. -[woman screams] -This is her job. She's, like, a vampire stalker.
Okay, put your flashlight on. Zombies hate bright light.
-LILA: The perimeter's secure. -Good. Zombie flesh is soft, -so they'll probably... -[glass breaks] -Shh. -What?
LILA: It's in your room.
ALEX: It could be my parents.
Wait. This is the moment when something jumps out -and sc... -Aah! -Aah! -What are you two doing?
I thought you were sleeping in the yard. We were. Mom, we just... We heard a noise up here. Go to bed, you two. -Mom, wait. -[low growling]
What?
Nothing. Good night, Mom.
Hey, Mom, can dogs be arrested for murder?
-Mom? -Can I get a haircut, Mom?
Oh, that's too long. Mom, are you even listening to me?
-Do you hear me right now? -All right. Almost ready? Bus is in two minutes. I want eggs, Mom. Why can't we have eggs in the morning? If you put your orders in by 2:00 a.m., I'll think about it. No, seriously, can dogs be arrested for murder or not?
What does your teacher say?
-ALL: "Don't talk during class." -[Kristin laughs] Mom, can I have another sleepover tonight?
Again? You just did one last night. Mind your own business, Lynn. No, it's about zombies, right?
-Catching zombies. -Hmm. [sing-songy]: Imagination... Shut up! Hey! Don't say "shut up." If it's all right with Mrs. Metellus, it's okay with me. But I don't want you to be outside again, all right?
-No, inside. I'll check. -Have fun, love you, bye. -[ringtone playing] -[girls clamoring] David, what's up?
I need your help. Father Mulvehill is having some issues. The exorcist might need an exorcism.
[exhales] I, um... I know this must feel awkward, but I thought it'd be easier if David wasn't present. It's just that I've never been on the other side of one of these assessments. I'll try to make it quick and painless. Last person who promised me quick and painless was the doctor taking out my appendix. And was it either?
-No. -[laughs] Okay.
Why did you become a priest, Father?
Actually, should I call you Father?
Joe's good. I heard the calling. You heard?
Are we talking a voice?
No. I understood what God wanted from me. Do you think God has a special purpose for you?
-Of course. -Why "of course"? Because God did not just call me to the priesthood. He also called me to be an exorcist. That's your question, right?
Secular professionals love priests when we open food kitchens and protest nuclear weapons. We unnerve them when we start talking about demons and angels and... true evil. Am I right?
Are you right that I'm unnerved by your profession -as an exorcist? -Yes. I don't know if I'm unnerved. I'm just trying to deal with the reality as you see it.
Um... do your thoughts jump from place to place so much you can't keep track of them?
Recently I have felt...
...confused. But, uh... I haven't been getting enough sleep.
Have you been doing anything that's out of character?
Father, I'm... gonna be honest with you. You do seem troubled. By something. I don't what it is. But... it's keeping you from completing your mission.
So use me. Use the secular to cure the spiritual.
[clears throat] When I was... a younger man, before the priesthood, in seminary, in fact, I had a habit.
An addiction. Nothing dramatic. Gambling. Okay. When I heard the call, I gave it up completely. I never felt the draw again. Just like... people who give up cigarettes. After a while, the thought of a cigarette makes them nauseous.
But then...
...this. It was like that whiff of a cigarette from the past. Call it... nostalgia, call it...
Uh, I don't know. [chuckles] But I started gambling online.
Didn't feel like gambling. I could play poker anonymously with other anonymous people.
And I wouldn't be a priest in a card club.
Have you bet with money?
Not at first, but... lately, yes.
A lot of money?
Well, as a priest, I don't have a lot of money.
But I want to be clear. I... I don't think my issues are spiritual. I-I think they are a backsliding into old habits. That's all. And I-I have to resist it.
It's about willpower. Nothing else.
KRISTEN: He admitted to a gambling problem. That, combined with the cycles of high energy and confusion are all warning signs of mania. -Gambling? -KRISTEN: Online. He started back in seminary, but he gave it up until a month ago. -When he exorcised Leland? -David, this is a vicarious trauma issue, not a demonic one. A trauma issue can be a demonic one. No, let me look at his computer. Why?
Because that's what I do. A lot of things are more simple than devils and diseases.
What?
We think you should take the month off. What?
[laughs] No. I'm fine. You were almost dead. Come on. I was missing in a basement for 24 hours. That's nothing. Let's go.
[door opens, closes] -♪ ♪ -[zombie growling]
So we don't get caught in small spaces, right?
Like that. And yet... -look where we are. We're not... -[thud]
Let's go.
[both yelp] What are you playing at, Alex?
It's late. You should be in bed.
What's that, Dad?
Nothing. It's... Go to bed.
[whispering]: That wasn't my dad. What do you mean?
I looked into his eyes, and... that wasn't my dad.
Okay, is this what's been on your laptop?
Mm... no, not like that. Okay, but when you surf the Web, this is how they appear, right?
MULVEHILL: Yeah. Uh, maybe. I don't know. Yeah, okay. It's not psychological-- you going back to gambling-- and it's not spiritual, it's not the Devil-- it is Internet advertising. -The temptation is spiritual. -BEN: No. These big social media companies have algorithms that search for characteristics that they then target ads at. Shopping ads, porn, even gambling ads. It's not the Devil at work. It's just social media. I haven't gambled in 30 years. What characteristics could they possibly be looking for?
Articles that interest you. Keywords in your emails, searches. Look, these algorithms are pretty subtle, cross-referencing search words in your emails that push you toward knitting, violent videos, kittens, whatever -unknown obsession you have. -DAVID: So, what does he do to conquer it? BEN: Well, I can clean out his browser of cookies and upload some ad blockers. Type in your password, I can do it right now.
Unless... you want to keep gambling. No. No.
Great, I'll do it right now. -Thanks. -[typing] I'd better get to class. David?
Okay, now tell me the real story. [laughs] The real?
-Yeah. -What do you mean?
You're doing something. I know you. I don't need an algorithm to know you. [chuckles] Okay. So I was looking at his number of emails. -Mm-hmm. -There are none. What do you mean-- there are no emails?
I mean his email cache is empty, clean. -Spotless. Not even spam. -So?
So when somebody cleans out their inbox, trashes all the emails and then throws out the trash, in my experience, they're hiding something. Porn?
Give me a minute.
DAVID: He likes you guys. Mm-hmm. -What's going on? -No emails. Meaning?
Mm, almost, almost there, almost.
Okay, if I search an email from his inbox and type in just the symbol "at," the auto-correct pulls up the most recently sent email. Uh... what?
Uh, it's a trick. Watch. He trashed every one of his emails that he sent or received, right?
-Mm-hmm. -And I want to find the last one sent. Watch.
KRISTEN: D4power?
Mm-hmm, that is the person that he most recently exchanged emails with. Okay. DAVID: Wait, wait, what-what're you doing?
-Writing him. -Why?
-What are we looking for? -Your priest friend's cohorts. -He's not been up-front with us. -He confessed to gambling. -That's not everything. -Why would he confess to that -and not something else? -I don't know. But that's why we assess, right?
Find out if he's having an affair or if he paid off somebody?
"Great talking to you..." -No, no, no, no, no. Um... -Hmm?
"Thinking about our last conversation."
-Now what? -Well, now we wait.
That was fast.
BEN: "I'm warning you. One last time." What's he warning about?
BEN: "Let's meet in person and clear this up."
Wait, is that a good idea?
We'll find out.
What the hell?
LILA: Hey, Mom. Hey. How are you doing? Come here.
How's it going?
-You seem upset. -No. No, I'm not. Just dealing with everything.
-In your work, Mom? -Mm-hmm. The stuff you do, is there really monsters?
-Is my work bothering you, babe? -No, no, no. I... I actually think -it's kind of cool. -Okay. I tell my friends at school about it, and... Oh, no. Although I do tell them you carry a samurai sword. [laughs] That's great. I'm gonna get one. Well, are there monsters?
Like, real monsters?
Well, there are people who do monstrous things, I guess. But I don't know if I'd call them monsters because they're still people underneath. You just have to find that person?
Yeah. And sometimes that's hard because they've forgotten who they really are or they like being a monster too much. Is that what happened with that LeRoux guy?
Why do you ask?
I know he was bad.
Yes, he was. He did monstrous things.
What happens if they can't be a person again?
If they're always gonna be a monster?
I don't know. Do you ever give up on anyone?
-A friend or... -A dad?
Lila... -your dad loves you. -I know. -This isn't about Dad. -[phone rings] -Okay. -Oh, love you. Hey, you can sleep here if you want. No, that's okay, uh... -I have homework. -Okay.
Hey, Ben. I'm glad you called. I have a question. Uh, okay. Um, so what you did today with Mulvehill's gambling ads-- on my Web browser it's just covered in ads I don't think I ever did anything to encourage. What kind of ads?
Like, um... people ads, meeting... meeting people ads. Okay, uh... [chuckles] well, just bring in your laptop tomorrow, I'll clean out your cookies. Okay. I-It's not just that. I also just don't understand why this is happening; I mean, I never did anything. Uh, social media has a mind of its own. It... it guesses at what you may want. Or somebody's just messing with your computer.
Hello? You still there?
Oh... -They can do that? -Yeah, if they have your password. Listen, c-can I... can I just tell you why I called?
Uh, yeah, of course. Sorry. What is it? I think I found the person that Mulvehill was emailing.
Who is it?
BEN: It's a guy he owes money to. He's an enforcer. Mulvehill has gambling debts. -How much? -$40,000 from online poker. -Ooh. -Oh, my God. Yeah, I got him a one-week extension, but he really has to get out of this situation. Clearing out his browser is not enough. I can get him medication for his mania. But I don't think he's gonna listen to us. -Mm. -Okay, I... I'll talk to him.
What's wrong?
My dad just came home from work. And... he just stares at the wall and doesn't say anything.
I'm sorry.
Alex?
Where does your dad work?
CongoRun. Their warehouse. That's like Amazon?
Yeah. Like them?
Alex... I think that's what we saw from upstairs.
"CongoRun Warehouse Turns Employees... into Zombies.”
REPORTER: Millions of people order from CongoRun.com every day, making it the third-richest company in the world. But accusations continue to grow that CongoRun mistreats its employees. All are non-union, many are forced to work without regular bathroom breaks or even routine safety precautions. [distorted voice]: They fired me because I couldn't keep up. Every night I come home to my family feeling like a zombie. And then I finally got injured on their new distro machine. -That's like Dad's. -They just fired me. No workman's comp, no nothing. Get complaints about blood left on people's lawns and sidewalks and driveways. What can I do? There's no time to even stop and put on a Band-Aid.
You're right. It is your dad's work. So what do we do?
Whose phone is locked?
Are you talking to us?
If you want to get your hair braided, you need to make an appointment.
We're not here to do our hair or our phone. We read online you deal with zombies.
People becoming zombies.
Who's becoming a zombie?
My dad. And why is that?
He started working at a factory. Where does your dad work?
CongoRun, their warehouse. Long Island.
LILA: What are you doing?
In Haiti, the slaves in the sugar cane fields were worked to death. It was backbreaking work. Painful. Deadening. Some of the slaves thought the only escape from this nightmare was to kill themselves. But that, of course, meant the slave driver lost a good worker.
So the slave drivers perpetuated a story. A story of zombies.
If a slave were to commit suicide, they wouldn't go to heaven or hell. They'd be cursed to work the plantation as zombies for eternity.
So, now, fast-forward to today. The CongoRun factory is physically and emotionally toxic. And, like slavery, can turn the workers into zombies.
By making them dead inside.
So what's the solution?
Two solutions.
This one. The blue one.
It's for your dad. Add it to his food and don't tell him. Just let him consume it. What does it do?
This one. The green one. It's for the slave driver. LILA: Who's the slave driver?
I don't know. But he'll reveal himself. They always do.
ALEX: Hey, how you doing, Dad?
Fine.
Lila came over and helped me make spaghetti and meatballs.
I do not need this now, David. DAVID: That's too bad. We need to talk. You have $40,000 in gambling debts. -What?! -Don't deny it, Father. We're assessing you. That's what we do. I told you I have a weakness. -And I... -No. Stop it. You're making it worse. I don't know what happened. Maybe it was Leland. Maybe it was just a... a weakness in your character. But I can't ignore it.
You promised you wouldn't go to the bishop.
And I won't. As long as you take six months off. Go into a program. Promise that, and I won't go to the bishop.
-You going to school? -Shh.
[whispers]: Mom and Dad are still asleep. They're still asleep now?
Wow. You think this is because of our... -[door slams] -Oh no, no, no, no, no, no. -Hey, Dad. -No, they gonna fire me.
Hello, Mr. Hamlin?
I'm so sorry, this is Brandon Metellus from the east loading dock. My alarm clock didn't go off this morning and I'm coming, I... What?
Oh, my God. What?
Okay. If you think so, sir.
I'm-I'm so sorry.
Are you fired?
No. There was a gas leak on the east dock. My whole team was sent to the emergency room.
Oh, my God. BRANDON: All 40.
I was the only one not there. They're out, permanently. Lung damage. KENSIA: Brandon, if you hadn't slept in... I know.
You still got the green bottle?
Next we find the slave driver. I think we need samurai swords. [giggles] Ready?
[both swooshing] -Kicking ass. -Come on. Gonna get you!
你有時間嗎，修女？
你呼吸點呀？
我仲練習緊。成日分心。嗯，你需要靜，我知。好難搵到靜嘅地方。唔係難，係你懶。嗯...你識唔識驅魔神父 Mulvehill？
-[嘆氣] -你做咩咁樣？
咩呀？
我覺得嗰位「好」神父，不如話佢好自大啦。你覺得 Mulvehill 神父...佢嗰個驅魔工具包，皮造嗰個呢。佢晚晚整到佢好似好舊咁。啲皮係新嘅，但佢用砂紙磨到佢睇起嚟舊啲。你講笑咋？唔係。你點知㗎？
我哋仁愛修女會幫你哋打掃房間。我哋知嘅嘢，比你哋想我哋知嘅多好多。你嘅問題係咩？
好啦，你可能已經諗到我想講咩。我認為 Mulvehill 神父應該暫停佢嘅驅魔工作。佢一個月做五、六次，我覺得佢靈性上...好疲累。你有理由咁相信？
我有。佢一路同佢下一個對象 Leland Townsend 傳短訊。佢就係嗰個你...我知佢係邊個。佢短訊講啲咩？
我唔係好想講。係啲私人事。咁就同 Marx 主教講。我應承咗神父唔會講。咁，嗰個承諾好蠢。
我...可以同佢對質，話佢一定要去搵 Marx 主教。唔得。Mulvehill 永遠唔會心甘情願放棄驅魔。佢好鍾意驅魔嗰種戲劇性。佢以為自己拍緊戲。你同佢對質，佢只會呃 Marx，話你想中傷佢。
你做咩咁樣望住我？
你睇嘢好通透。只係有啲奇怪，因為你，嗯...抹緊廚房？
係。佢下一次驅魔幾時？聽日。同 Leland。咁你會喺度？
我會。好。咁我同你一齊去。
-[隱約嘅嘈雜聲] -BRANDON：等陣、等陣、等陣。問題唔在於我哋係咪嬲。我哋當然嬲。我哋四十個朋友冇咗份工仲入咗醫院。男人：CongoRun 冇畀遣散費佢哋。而且佢哋連告都告唔到。一定要去仲裁。 -[所有人起鬨] -BRANDON：等陣、等陣。問題係我哋有冇足夠支持去組織工會？
我哋嘅力量喺工會度。LILA：睇嚟藍色嗰樽有用喎。覺得你爸爸唔再係喪屍未？
係呀。如果我哋而家行動，可能得。個個都好嬲。我哋知道啲怒氣會消散。 -[門鐘響] -[隱約嘅嘈雜聲]
Brandon？
你點知我哋開緊會？
我只係，嗯，想同你講吓你同事嘅最新情況。女人1：呢度唔歡迎管理層。女人2：呢度係工人嘅。男人：係啦，出去啦，走啦。 -[重疊嘅嘈雜聲] -喂、喂、喂，而家唔係發嬲嘅時候。而家係祈禱同憐憫嘅時候。嗰個奴隸主。我哋 CongoRun 大家庭受傷緊。BRANDON：你冇受傷。你想殺死我哋。Brandon，你明知唔係咁。我哋撥咗一筆三十萬嘅基金嚟照顧... -[全部人叫囂、起鬨]
HAMLIN：喂，解決辦法，解決辦法永遠唔係工會。你只係換走你識嘅老闆個樣，換個你唔識嘅。因為工會會變成你嘅老闆。搵到啦。一個你要卑錢嘅老闆。你要畀會費，要守佢哋嘅規矩，唔係佢哋就唔會再保護你。但問題係，你根本唔需要任何保護。女人：我哋想畀會費。HAMLIN：CongoRun 會永遠照顧你。我哋就好似一家人咁。
Brandon，如果你想保住份工，我建議你結束呢件事。BRANDON：Hamlin 先生，你唔可以因為我搞工會而炒我。HAMLIN：我要炒你，唔係因為嗰個原因。我要重新包過佢。HAMLIN：你尋日冇返工。BRANDON：冇返工然後俾你嗰啲毒氣攻擊整到病。咁你依然係冇出現。係可以被炒嘅過失。我會解散你呢度嘅小共產黨。唔會。事實上，你而家可以離開我間屋，先生。
佢嚟緊，快啲。
唔好意思。
唔該。
小妹妹？
同你爸爸講，而家經濟唔好，出嚟搵工好難。
-[雙雙呼嘯而過] -打得好。快啲，快啲。
定係我要除衫方便你做呢次驅魔，神父？
唔使，你著住啦，Leland。 -[門鐘響] -呀，應該係 CongoRun 送貨嘅人。我訂咗啲四十磅嘅啞鈴。我唔需要啞鈴。我只係鍾意睇人嘗試送貨上嚟。
哦，係你。你帶咗個修女嚟。
修女。你喺度做咩？
我邀請佢嚟嘅。你唔信我。唔關信唔信嘅事。係關乎...我唔信你。 -[門鐘響] -哦，David，你可唔可以去開門？
[門開] [門閂] 哎呀，睇吓。係個派對喎。
-[喘氣] -MULVEHILL：上帝嘅聖人， -[嚎叫] -為我哋轉求。求祢憐憫。饒恕我哋，哦主...救救我，撒旦。好似蠟喺火前融化，救救我。罪人亦都喺上帝面前滅亡。LELAND：呀！好灼呀，喺度灼緊。我熔化緊啦！MULVEHILL：猶大支派嘅獅子...我喺出邊走廊等。MULVEHILL：大衛嘅後裔已經得勝。 -[Leland 發出咕嚕聲] -Ben 冇事嗎？
我諗係因為嗰個地牢，被困過。MULVEHILL：仁慈咁俯聽我哋，哦主。脫免一切凶惡，拯救我哋。脫免一切罪惡。
脫免一切 s-s-s...神父？
神父，你係咪...神父。冇事冇事，冇事㗎。冇事㗎，冇事㗎。 -[Leland 輕笑] -哎呀呀。我都唔知自己咁大大力添。收聲，地獄惡魔！你以為你有權力壓過耶穌基督，魔鬼？我諗我有權力壓過一個爭大耳窿錢嘅神父。你喺上帝面前冇任何權力。
夠膽你就試吓，死八婆。
話俾我知上帝喺邊？喺貝爾根-貝爾森集中營？
喺維吾爾人集中營？
講俾我知啦。David，接手。我唔係驅魔神父。哦，唔好，又係聖水。而家我真係有麻煩啦。ANDREA：做啦。[噝噝聲]
ANDREA：上帝驅逐魔鬼，將佢從佢嘅住處趕出去。David。嗚。噢！
停手。停手，該死！出去，魔鬼，出去！
David，嗰件事點發生嘅？
我...唔知。但件事真係發生咗，係咪？
咩話？
David 灑咗聖水落 Leland 度，佢皮膚灼傷咗。仲出晒煙。佢好驚咁跑咗出去。咩話？
做咩呀，你突然間變咗聖人呀？
唔關我事。係因為佢。Andrea 修女。
-KENSIA：喂？ -哦，嗨，我叫 Zach Neville。我係分銷部嘅區域營運總監。聽起嚟似個奴隸主。
NEVILLE：我必須講，嗯，你個名最近成日出現喎。
BRANDON：我唔明，Neville 先生。佢威脅要炒我魷。佢就係企喺你而家個位，話如果我繼續組織工會，佢就會炒咗我。係呀，我嚟就係要講，Hamlin 先生越權啦。咁你唔炒我？當然唔會。事實上，我哋今日要炒咗 Hamlin 先生。佢返工時醉醺醺。
係咪我哋搞㗎？
我諗係。用綠色嗰樽。咁 Brandon 仲有份工？嗯，其實，我想畀佢做 Hamlin 先生嗰個位。哦，我的天。如果...如果我停止組織工會？
係呀，咁你就唔再係工人啦。你會係管理層，冇錯，但人工係十倍。當然，我哋想你呢啲咁勤力嘅人加入公司嘅管理層。而家，等陣先，而家...我哋可以諗吓先嗎，Neville 先生？
當然，當然。不過，Brandon，我好抱歉要你經歷呢啲事。我哋想彌補你同你嘅家人。多謝，Neville 先生。多謝。而家，打畀我啦。你有我張卡片。
Mulvehill 神父同意去靜修六個月。唔好踩嗰度，濕㗎。
你-你聽到我講咩？
聽到。Mulvehill 神父會去退省。
係。佢會返嚟嘅，到時一樣係咁驕傲。
所以我需要你。呢場仗太重要，唔值得你每日花12個鐘頭喺度打掃呢間神父宿舍。我冇花12個鐘頭打掃呢間神父宿舍。我花12個鐘頭祈禱。咁就用你嘅祈禱去擊退呢個惡魔。David，你有晒你需要嘅力量。嗰件事唔係因為我而發生。嗰啲聖水係因為你先發揮作用。而且係第一次，Leland 驚啦。唔係驚我，係驚你。
[嘆氣] 修女，佢...佢入到我嘅思想。佢打斷我嘅祈禱。咁就練習你嘅呼吸。清除你思想中一切，只剩低上帝。專注。點解你唔同我一齊做？因為我係女人，而呢度係神聖嘅天主教會。
嗱，倒咗呢啲出去。
呀，Lila，快啲入嚟。Alex 就差唔多整好。多謝，Metellus 太太。
我明。我寧願要，好似，好多...哦，Metellus 先生冇接受份新工咩？
唔係，佢接受咗。最正係佢如果想嘅話可以喺屋企做。你冇法想像有佢喺身邊係點樣。佢變咗第二個人咁。ALEX：喂。太好了。就差唔多準備好。好嘅，爸爸。
喂，Metellus 先生。喂，Lila。我今晚整漢堡包。你想過嚟食嗎？我問吓我媽咪。三號裝卸台，我哋朝早九點嘅單已經遲咗。
哦，係呀，睇吓，Lila。我可以喺呢度做晒所有嘢。係咪好正呀？
係呀。好正。一號裝卸台，而家唔係去廁所嘅時間。唔該，十分鐘。
你今晚想唔想睇埋嗰套喪屍片？
唔想。